April Sendoff

May 1, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weather cooperating, we gathered poolside to celebrate a late April birthday. Such a nice way to bid adieu to April. Two of my ‘kids’ and a daughter-in-law. For Bushboy’s last on the card.

Unedited

June 30, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo A Week: unedited

Curve Ahead

June 28, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

One photo, two ways, for Lens-Artists Photo Challenge.

Close Encounters

June 26, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Demanding Attention

June 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.” Henry Miller ( Linking up with Debbie Smyth’s Weekly Quotation-Inspired challenge.)

Sun Power

May 29, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

April At The Lake

April 24, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Weekend Sky

Industrious

February 17, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge: pick a topic.)

Morning Blush

January 9, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

For Hammad Rais’ Weekend Sky

Cloud Mountain

October 31, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

(For Weekend Sky.)

Is Progress This?

Is this progress,this decision to uproot,cast possessions aside,free ourselves of ties? Can his dependency,my dependency, endurethe transition, releasedfrom former justifications? We are companionsembarking on adventure,companions retiring pastlies, redefining possibility Or, is this more of the same,artfully camouflaged –a continuance of flightfrom tyrannical origins? The paths behind are jagged,wrought with rocks and crevicesand scarred riddles, and […]

Strategy

One more trainand she’d be awayfar enoughto lose him Scavenged in her bagsearching for a ticketand courage…could use a dose of courage Thought of her motherhow torn up she’d be;of her sister, confinedto long-term care Call for boarding and a decision –neck smarting fromlast confrontation He wielded his handslike weapons. his wordslike knives – her […]

Denouement

I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)